News and stuff.
Right, so I talked to someone from WV FREE, who put me in touch with a worker at the National Network of Abortion Funds. I'm set to have a phone conference with the NNAF on Monday afternoon to talk about properly legitimizing EK as an official nonprofit and maybe even becoming one of the organizations under the NNAF umbrella. I'm really excited about it but nervous as hell at the same time. I know nothing about business negotiation.
Since I have no office I asked my old drama director if I could maybe borrow his for the meeting. Still waiting to hear back on that.
This is old news but I only found out yesterday- EK has been featured on Broadsheet! I never thought we'd get this much exposure.
...and yes, when I found out we had made it on Broadsheet, I got up and gave it a chorus of "Yatta!" complete with the dancing. Cut me a break. I'm still a kid, after all.
Okay, so legally I've been (mostly- I won't really feel like I've made it until I hit 21) an adult for a day. It doesn't really feel different, though.
Now that I'm 18 I can finish making out my living will and have that lawyered up. It turns out that I can't have my best friend (let's call him "Mal," for purposes of this journal- he did cosplay Mal once...) take power of attorney for health care if I'm incapacitated, since he's not 18 yet. (Mal's a year younger than I am, we've been closer than I ever thought possible for the past four years, I trust him more than anyone else.) The people closest to me after Mal are the ones I'll call "Felicity" and "Leon." Leon won't be 18 till May, but Felicity will be 18 next week. I'll probably give power of attorney for health care to her. I trust her nearly as much as Mal. One thing's for sure, I do not want to give it to my parents. They'd totally ignore my wishes and keep me on life support for years no matter how much of a vegetable any accident renders me.
Meh, I'm done rambling.
I'm probably not going to call too many more Janes until after I've spoken with the NNAF, I'm just going to return calls to the ones who contacted me. It'll have to wait until tomorrow morning, though, since I'm kind of stuck in a place where I can't make calls for a while.
Honestly I never thought it'd be this draining. There's so much to do and organize and research. So many letters to write and phone calls to make. I'm not the most social or outgoing person, so I feel incredibly awkward making all these calls to older people, strangers every one of them, to interview them and such. And I think nobody expected me to be this young. I know I kind of surprised the lady from WV FREE- she asked if I had an office or anything, and I kind of laughed and told her I'd been doing everything from my cell phone from a bench in front of the campus library.
Deep down I know that I am vastly underqualified for what I am trying to do here. But at the same time I know it's got to be done. I guess I've just got to learn as I go. I'm "San Cai," after all. I can flourish anywhere.
I never explained my name, did I? Might as well do it now. San Cai is the name of the heroine of Liu Xing Hua Yuan (Meteor Garden), this plucky poor girl who attends a university full of rich snobs. (After I had been in my school a week or so I felt like I had stepped right into Ying De University!) Her name is written as 杉 菜, and there are several ways to romanize it- I chose the easiest. If I spelled it phonetically I think it would look like "sahn chai." It translates as "field horsetail." They refer to that a lot in the show- it's called her "weed power." Horsetail is a nuisance weed because no matter how many times it's uprooted, it regrows very quickly and robustly. It's something that thrives wherever you plant it. Back when I hung out with my Chinese friends a lot (before they returned to S'pore), it was one of my nicknames- we all loved the show, had a thousand running jokes about it. I was always their "dry flat sour Cai, the hardworking virgin, the reincarnation of a washing board."
Hao lah, I'm going to sign off. I have a lot of other projects I've been neglecting because of EK. Might as well take the chance to catch up.
Since I have no office I asked my old drama director if I could maybe borrow his for the meeting. Still waiting to hear back on that.
This is old news but I only found out yesterday- EK has been featured on Broadsheet! I never thought we'd get this much exposure.
...and yes, when I found out we had made it on Broadsheet, I got up and gave it a chorus of "Yatta!" complete with the dancing. Cut me a break. I'm still a kid, after all.
Okay, so legally I've been (mostly- I won't really feel like I've made it until I hit 21) an adult for a day. It doesn't really feel different, though.
Now that I'm 18 I can finish making out my living will and have that lawyered up. It turns out that I can't have my best friend (let's call him "Mal," for purposes of this journal- he did cosplay Mal once...) take power of attorney for health care if I'm incapacitated, since he's not 18 yet. (Mal's a year younger than I am, we've been closer than I ever thought possible for the past four years, I trust him more than anyone else.) The people closest to me after Mal are the ones I'll call "Felicity" and "Leon." Leon won't be 18 till May, but Felicity will be 18 next week. I'll probably give power of attorney for health care to her. I trust her nearly as much as Mal. One thing's for sure, I do not want to give it to my parents. They'd totally ignore my wishes and keep me on life support for years no matter how much of a vegetable any accident renders me.
Meh, I'm done rambling.
I'm probably not going to call too many more Janes until after I've spoken with the NNAF, I'm just going to return calls to the ones who contacted me. It'll have to wait until tomorrow morning, though, since I'm kind of stuck in a place where I can't make calls for a while.
Honestly I never thought it'd be this draining. There's so much to do and organize and research. So many letters to write and phone calls to make. I'm not the most social or outgoing person, so I feel incredibly awkward making all these calls to older people, strangers every one of them, to interview them and such. And I think nobody expected me to be this young. I know I kind of surprised the lady from WV FREE- she asked if I had an office or anything, and I kind of laughed and told her I'd been doing everything from my cell phone from a bench in front of the campus library.
Deep down I know that I am vastly underqualified for what I am trying to do here. But at the same time I know it's got to be done. I guess I've just got to learn as I go. I'm "San Cai," after all. I can flourish anywhere.
I never explained my name, did I? Might as well do it now. San Cai is the name of the heroine of Liu Xing Hua Yuan (Meteor Garden), this plucky poor girl who attends a university full of rich snobs. (After I had been in my school a week or so I felt like I had stepped right into Ying De University!) Her name is written as 杉 菜, and there are several ways to romanize it- I chose the easiest. If I spelled it phonetically I think it would look like "sahn chai." It translates as "field horsetail." They refer to that a lot in the show- it's called her "weed power." Horsetail is a nuisance weed because no matter how many times it's uprooted, it regrows very quickly and robustly. It's something that thrives wherever you plant it. Back when I hung out with my Chinese friends a lot (before they returned to S'pore), it was one of my nicknames- we all loved the show, had a thousand running jokes about it. I was always their "dry flat sour Cai, the hardworking virgin, the reincarnation of a washing board."
Hao lah, I'm going to sign off. I have a lot of other projects I've been neglecting because of EK. Might as well take the chance to catch up.
posted by Fugitive from Gilead at 3:56 PM
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